|Late afternoon, Nov 09|
|About 9:30 pm, Nov 16|
My thoughts in words and pictures...
"Save us!" the mother screamed, almost throttling her husband.
"I'm getting out of here," the father said, greyer than ever now. They all fled, slamming the door behind them.
"Jule-YA! There's a dead guy in the walk-in."
(Opening sentence, chapter one)
|The background for this and the next were made|
using strips of coordinating paper scraps. A time-
consuming technique, but a unique result -- no
two cards look exactly alike, even when using the
|More strips of paper scraps, plus glitter pumpkin tape.|